Song Yizheng was asked by Song Ersheng, and tears came out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, woo woo" Song Yidi was holding the heart-shaped incense bead box in his hand, and he was very upset, seeing Song Yizheng crying like this, he was ominous but he couldn't see her crying like this, "If you have something to say, what are you crying about, you and I want to cry."
Song Ersheng didn't have a handkerchief on his body, he took a paper to wipe his sister's face, and then pinched the confetti clean, Song Yizheng At this time, he didn't cry much, but the tears didn't stop, just flowing silently, and he felt even more distressed when he looked at it.
Song Yidi stretched out his foot and kicked her, "Don't cry, turn around and let the grandmother and uncle see it, what if you think you are me, I won't cry like you" Song Yizheng blew his nose for a while, and then sobbed and said, "Actually, I didn't tell you, I didn't want to disgust you, but I really didn't expect that he would be so angry, and Meng Weichen stuffed it to me on the day he burned your hair, no, it should be for you, a letter, written on very good card communication paper, I don't think he is a good thing, and he didn't open the letter, so he threw it away."
Song Ersheng was still wondering if the Meng family was still obsessed with the matter of the dead cat, which would affect Meng Weichen and give him one more reason to bully people.
After all, she didn't think it was a good reason.
It turns out that the crux of the problem here is not bloody, the letter that was thrown by his sister was picked up by Meng Weichen again, so it is reasonable for him to hate because of love, and to be angry with his guts.
Then, Liu Dong, who followed him to do it, was a complete bastard.
Do you want to take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie?
Look for death Song Yidi really didn't expect that there would be such a thing, no wonder he slapped Song Yizheng, "Don't cry."
If it were me, I would have thrown it away," but the one who threw it was picked up, "He just doesn't like me, and he can bully me for any reason."
I'm not afraid of him."
Song Yizheng sniffed, "But, your hair" Song Yidi raised his hand and touched it, "Actually, this hair is really careless, as soon as he hit the lighter, I happened to be pushed by Liu Dong, and when I hit it, I turned my head and caught it."
Otherwise, you'll have to burn my nose.
I combed my hair, and there was a lot of hair, and the flames got up at once, and when they put out the fire with their clothes, it was already like this."
Song Ersheng didn't believe it, "How big can the flame of the lighter be, it is impossible to burn so much at once."
Song Yidi scattered his hair, went to look in the mirror and came back to take a look, it was true that a large handful of hair on the left was gone, and there were still large curls left, "I really accidentally touched it" Song Yidi suddenly thought, "By the way, Song Xiaodan took a bottle of hair oil in the morning, which was made by her grandmother herself, and wiped a little bit on me."
"Why is it so inch, Song Ersheng has to believe what the master said, the charm and the spirit really came out, she will give her sister the New Year tomorrow."
"She can't collude with Meng Weichen and them," Song Yizheng was persecuted and paranoia came again.
Song Yidi was speechless, "How is it possible, many girls in the class have wiped it" just caught up. upset and didn't want to talk about it, Song Yidi changed the subject, "Dad didn't come back at noon, and I don't know how grandma is doing, my mother left early in the morning, I don't even dare to drink saliva for fear of motion sickness, I haven't taken the medicine today" She was worried about her own affairs, but she was more worried about her mother.
Song Ersheng is also worried about grandma, but now, it's not the time to talk about this. looked at my sister's hair, and also changed the topic, "Come back, uncle, let's cut your hair first, sister, you have hair, you can't be like this, I have money, just go to the newly opened one on the side of the road on the grandmother's side, or not" Qiu Miaomiao's mother may not welcome them to come, "Sister's hair, you have to cut it short, and you have to thin it, so that it will look good naturally." ” Song Yidi was reluctant to pay for it, "I still asked my mother to cut it for me, and now I cut my hair for three pieces" She was also reluctant to pay for her hair.
Song Ersheng sat down and straightened his sister's hair, it was quite long over the shoulders, and the burned hair was on the upper part of the side, the best way was to trim it into short hair, but since my sister was reluctant to grow her hair, Song Ersheng asked Song Yizheng to find scissors over, "I have a way."
"Just to teach my sisters a new hairstyle.
Because Song Ersheng really couldn't hold the scissors, and her sisters didn't let her take them, she helped choke the good hair and instructed Song Yizheng to cut off Song Yidi's curly hair one by one.
Sitting on the chair, Song Yidi, who was wearing a large plastic bag, held the mirror himself, and also helped to direct Song Yizheng, so as not to drop the hair that he couldn't want.
Song Yizheng was quite excited to cooperate at first, but later he was a little irritable by his sister and sister, and replied a few words, but he was still serious and cautious, and finished cutting.
The three sisters were all sweating.
Song Ersheng asked Song Yidi to finish shaking his hair and sit on the pit.
Song Yizheng went to sweep the floor with a broom, and when he came back, Song Ersheng was standing on a chair, braiding Song Yidi's hair.
She hurriedly came over to help her, "Why are you so bold, how high is this chair" Song Ersheng smiled, but his hands were very neat.
Song Yidi said, "I looked at it, and I couldn't fall on her."
Song Yizheng disagreed.
In the end, after Song Ersheng cut a new bangs for his sister with scissors, he tidied it up again before clapping his hands and laughing, "It's done" Song Yizheng was dumbfounded for a long time, and he didn't even reach out to touch it, "It's so beautiful" Song Yidi hurriedly held up the mirror to look.
Sanqian cut her an oblique bangs, combed the right side of the hair to the left, made a big part, and then started from the right, braided the hair line above the bangs, and braided it all the way to the end of the left hair.
The uneven hair was covered inside, and it was completely unrecognizable.
Such a delicate and dignified hairstyle makes Song Yidi look particularly temperamental.
I don't look old at all.
Song Yidi's mood was instantly better.
I took a picture left and right for a long time, "I don't look like Rapunzel" Song Ersheng and Song Yizheng both covered their mouths and smiled, being able to say this kind of thing that Song Yizheng would only say, you can imagine how happy Song Yidi was.
Song Yidi pulled Song Yizheng and wanted to try his hand on her head, and Song Yizheng learned it when he looked at the three thousand braided hairs just now.
But she doesn't have bangs, "Sanqian will cut me a bang first" t1706231537: